The Death Knell

Chapter 2260 Bats and Clowns

Just like what Deathstroke said in The Unknown Part, Batman on Earth-0 is indeed searching for clues about the Laughing Bat.

Since the mercenaries have already seen something, he has undoubtedly discovered it too, but he thinks the three concepts in Laughing's hands are - 'magic, technology, and metal'.

The two people, who had not communicated with each other for a long time, had different opinions on what the Eagle Man actually represented, and neither of them knew clearly.

Batman himself is good at technology, so after investigating the network and AI situation in the multiverse through Brother Eyes and the 'Hall of Justice', he found no trace of Blue Beetle or Laughter.

Then he made a little use of the Upside Down who came to the door. Not only did the white-scaled monster lure Deathstroke and his party away, but he also deceived some information from it.

That is, in the multiverse, the crazy Shazam did not do anything with magic.

Now that two of the three possibilities have been eliminated, leaving only the final metal, Batman has followed the last line and is currently investigating all metal-related cases in the multiverse.

Of course, stealing manhole covers or stealing cables does not count.

The only metals he locked were the precious ones - N metal, promethium metal, bat gold, Dionysian gold, and X metal.

Deathstroke is not the only one in the main world who has X metal, Batman also has a lot of it, but he didn't let anyone know, he just hid it secretly.

But at the critical moment, it was enough to take out those mercury-like metals for a bath, so he temporarily dispersed and hid them.

Somewhere in Antarctica, Batman, wearing a black down jacket, took out a small notebook from his belt and checked the messy secret words on it.

He exhaled, and the heat quickly turned into a white mist at low temperature, and then he walked towards the Bat Flyer parked not far away in the heavy snow.

"Don't go, let's play making snowmen here, shall we?" The clown's voice rang in his heart, and a phantom even appeared not far away. The man in a purple suit was taking a iron and pouring snow on a corpse in the snow. : "You tricked the Inverted Man, and you used that monster in vain. It must want to settle a score with you."

"I had a plan. As long as it couldn't find me in a short period of time, it would definitely find a way to find the Laughing Bat. I lied to it that the death knell had a way to make it worse than death, which made it fearful and eager to think. Find smart people to work with.”

The aircraft door was opened through the bat button. Bat stood by the door and turned to look at the clown in the distance, silently replying to the clown in his heart.

These seemingly conversational behaviors are actually all psychological activities.

"No one from the Zhenglian in the multiverse will cooperate with it, and it doesn't like other brainless villains, so it only has the option of finding the Laughing Bat. As long as it finds the Laughing Bat, it will become a coordinate , unknowingly helping me plan my next step.”

The Laughing Bat is hard to find, but the Upside Down is different. The connection between Zatanna or Witch Moment and it can be exploited.

"Ugh! What a boring game! The story is too huge, not as good as Gotham's small stage." The clown's phantom suddenly flashed in front of the bat, and their noses touched: "Don't you feel lost? In the past, people were afraid You were afraid of the bats at night, and now they're afraid of the yellow and black 'wasps'?"

Batman raised his hand to disperse the phantom in front of him. The coolness on the tip of his nose actually came from a falling snowflake, and the snowman made of corpses was also an illusion.

He shook his head, turned around and walked towards the interior of the aircraft: "I don't think so, because I am Batman."

"Wow, it's another classic line, so perfunctory. But the question is, I made you, so who made him?" The clown's phantom appeared in the co-pilot again, and he was already tied up Seat belt, head tilted, question with a sinister look on his face.

"I don't care, and you are not allowed to care. His existence will not affect the game between you and me."

Batman came to his seat, pressed a series of buttons, and started a giant machine in the spacecraft. His Earth-0 inspection had been completed, and he now wanted to go to Earth-3's Night Owl to discuss the next steps.

Perhaps impressed by his 'tyrannical president' speech, the clown in the passenger seat just smiled quietly and stopped talking.

.............................

At this time, underground in Gotham, in the sewers, there was a clown holding Mr. Spoon, who was discussing a business deal. Gotham was the stage for him and Batman, and when the bat left, it couldn't be ruined.

But having said that, there are really no reliable candidates available recently, so the clown who came out of Arkham thought of mercenaries.

As long as you pay, you can gain loyalty, which is very suitable for this situation.

When talking about business, it is natural to find a place where there are no bat bugs, so the only place is the sewers of Gotham.

He leaned against the wall tiles covered with black slippery moss, stroking the smooth side of the spoon like a pet, whispering to it, and letting out faint laughter from time to time.

And he didn't wait too long. A light lit up in the distance of the dark sewer, and with the roar of the motorcycle's engine, the person he had made an appointment with arrived.

The man was huge, like a mountain in the dark. The headlights of the motorcycle made it difficult to see his face, and he could only see that he was as big as Bain.

"Joker, I'm here. If you have your XXXX mission, tell me immediately. If I find you entertaining me, I will blow your anus out with a bazooka."

The sound of the opponent's heavy boots hitting the ground was accompanied by loud swear words, and his breath was as fragrant as the sewer.

"Don't worry, big guy, if it's not a good business, why would I think of you? Hehehe..." The clown is not angry. He knows that this is the other person's style, and he wants to make this guy stop working one day. It's impossible to say some 'American slang': "By the way, how is your daughter lately? I think I saw her having a lot of fun with the Teen Titans?"

"Ha, bah!" The black shadow of the strong man spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and the metal chain wrapped around his body made a clanging sound: "Those XX brats, XXXXXX are not skilled at killing, just kidding! You have Just fart, if you continue to talk nonsense, I will tear your jaw off."

The expression on the clown's face became more cheerful as if he had heard a good joke. His pale face was faintly visible in the darkness, and the sound of running water around him made him even more eerie.

"You are also a mercenary, but your professional attitude is far worse than Deathstroke. I have even prepared your reward, so you treat me like this?"

"3, 2..."

The strong man immediately started counting down. His big hands clenched his fists and pressed back and forth. The crackling sound of his joints was like setting off firecrackers.

This made the clown even happier, and even laughed and clapped: "Haha! Great! Can your toes squeak? If so, I can first pay you for this "New Edition of Dolphin Photos" Encyclopedia Volume 1" is a deposit."

The big hand in the darkness reached for the clown's head, as if it would crush his head in the next second, but the owner of that hand did not do that.

The trajectory of the palm's fall changed, and he snatched the album full of photos of various dolphins, and then the pages were turned and the sound of laughter came from the darkness.

After a while, the strong man said: "You are really a character, clown, this thing is so awesome, tell me, what do I need to do?"

"Haha, I knew you would like it. Don't worry, there are twelve volumes in total. They will all be yours once everything is done, haha!"

The clown then took out a small gadget and threw it to the mercenary, then rubbed his hands in front of him like a fly and laughed:

"There is a red pool at the bottom of Gotham's sewers. I plan to invite some friends to have a party there. Can you send me some invitations? Well, if someone doesn't want to come, break off their limbs. Just convince them, hee hee hee..."

"Deal, just wait."

The mercenary in the darkness turned and left, got on his motorcycle, and the red taillight quickly disappeared from the sight of Spoon and the Clown.

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